Five years ago today, I spent the afternoon at the pool with my roommates, Holly and Jenny. We stopped at Dairy Queen for Blizzards before heading home, where I took a shower, got ready, then ran out the door because I'd taken far too long choosing an outfit. I drove across San Antonio to a Thai restaurant I'd never been to, but which had the best online reviews. It wasn't in the nicest neighborhood and looked like a converted 7Eleven. With bars on the windows. Yikes. The inside wasn't so bad though and was small enough I could quickly scan the whole place and see that my date wasn't there yet. I was seated facing the door and a couple of minutes later I saw him walk in, all tall, dark and handsome.
I could tell you I knew in that instant that my life had changed forever, but I'd be lying. In the following weeks, I would rue my rotten luck that the great guy I finally met had to live so far away. Neither of us really thought this thing we had could survive the distance. And yet, here we are. Deciding to go on that date five years ago changed everything for the better.
The song in this edition of A Year in Raj and Lori Selfies is Sara Bareilles's I Choose You. Yes, it does kind of sound like an early relationship or even wedding song and I picked it for the fifth year of our relationship, when we've already been married for a while.
The thing is, the wedding vows I wrote for us (which, no matter what my husband may repeatedly claim, did not include the word obey) began with "I choose you today to be my lifelong partner and I promise, no matter where life takes us or what difficulties we face, to choose you every day." Many of you will likely be completely shocked to learn that I am not at all times a total delight. I know, I know. It's hard to believe. But sometimes, I can be selfish, moody, irrational, lazy, fearful, and uncommunicative. Despite all of that and even when he may not particularly like me in a given moment, Raj chooses every day to love me. I'm so grateful for that.
While our fifth year together started in July, we weren't physically together until September, when I met his ship in Hong Kong. He was gone again for a week at Thanksgiving and two months in the spring, but we still managed to pack in trips to Spain, Hong Kong and Macau, Kyoto and Seoul, along with some local shenanigans. Also, Raj promoted to Lieutenant Commander with a pinning on ceremony in his CO's office and I taught for the first time with my complicated married name while long-term subbing. We wore our green rain jackets in a lot of selfies, proving that some things stay the same.